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Originally Posted by
zerotohero
Wah, SSEF I want also don’t have! Are you one of those high-achievers as in
here
?
Maybe…? I read that a while back. written by someone else I know.
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Originally Posted by
huhu123
yr set up easily cost more than 60 plus k throw in somemore can buy phaseone
Hmm is it? I didn’t know 60k already. I mostly got them cheap la. I got lobang one. Haven’t paid anything near MSRP for a long time.
Update: just did a rough estimate. About 50-55 only. Can’t buy COE yet
and right. I don’t really like the size and lack of mobility of medium formats. Hasselblad invited me to try their cameras a while back and I never liked medium format since.
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Originally Posted by
asdfghjkl
buy from offshore?
Nope. All from Singapore. Local warranty is very important to me.
We’ve been doing the report for an hour when I saw the time. In the excitement of going to Rachel’s house, I completely forgot about lunch. I was regretting it now.
Me: Eh Rachel, its 3 already leh. Haven’t had lunch…
Rach: You hungry? I ate in school just now. Let me cook you something ba.
Me: Aww haha first time a girl is cooking for me leh
Rach: Heh then you better enjoy it.
Rachel walked out of her room with me in tow and we went down the stairs in her two storey semi-detached house. Rachel took out some Lettuce, cucumber, tomatoes and Chicken from the fridge. She asked me to pass her a bowl while she proceeded to stir fry the chicken with a healthy dose of Olive Oil. She grabbed an egg from the fridge while the chicken was sizzling in the pan and poured the egg into the pan. I sat on the countertop watching a beautiful Rachel cooking for me. At that moment, I felt blissful.
We couldn’t finish our report that day of course but I definitely enjoyed every mouthful of my Cesar salad lunch. Rachel went to bathe and when she came out, the two of us stood on her balcony talking about each other’s lives. Next year, we would be embarking together on a new journey in our brand new school. While we are unsure if we would be in the same class, one thing was certain – we would be in the same school. I took the opportunity to snap a
picture
of Rachel with my new 7D before I left.
We would spend many more days of the holiday at her house doing the report and poster and we gradually grew much closer during the times we spent together. Nearing the end of the school holidays, I managed to ask her out to Marina Barrage to relax as we finally finished the project. All we had left to do was to get it cleared by security before we could submit it to the SSEF people.
Like most teenagers (in love?) we spent most of our waking hours texting each other. Even though we literally spent the whole December holidays together, I could hardly wait to see her again as I counted down the hours till we would meet at Marina Bay MRT station. It was the first time we were going on a ‘date’ and I wolfed down my breakfast, hoping that time would pass faster or that I could see Rachel earlier. I arrived at Marina Bay MRT station early on the Thursday morning and I paced around the platforms waiting for Rachel to arrive.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Originally Posted by
darkshiver
Please carry on, BMW. Thanks for the story. Upped you 12 points
Thats why many of the old birds from the old forum got sick of sammyboy.
It used to be share and share.
Now its some try to share, others play DICKECTIVE.
Don’t like just don’t read, must put in investigation report.
Many thanks for your support and contribution. Hopefully some of the other stories in the forum will also interest old birds like you.
Haha I don’t mind investigation report la
I like to make sure that what I write is 100% believable. Only with comments and criticisms can my writing improve. It’s only right that I clarify some doubts that others might have also mah…
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Originally Posted by
Bigbluebird
Pretty dead giveaway where you are studying
Nonetheless, a very good story by someone your age
Hahaha it’s ok la. There are a few thousand students in the school I doubt anyone would come and ask me. Thank you for the kind complement.
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Originally Posted by
huhu123
Envious of rich kid.
Don’t have to be envious bro. It’s just a story. If you write, you can even say that you’re the president of Zimbabwe or some wealthy Middle Eastern guy who relocated to Singapore. It’s all about being creative yea xDD
Me: Rachel, where are you? Haha I’ve been waiting for 15 mins already.
Rach: Oh the train lor! You’re super early leh OMG.
Me: Haha excited to see you mah…
Rach: K la K la, I’m at City Hall already. Reaching soon haha calm down man.
I was a bag of nerves as I tried to take a seat but I found myself pacing around again fiddling with my W595. I felt a tap on my shoulders and turned around to see Rachel wearing a white dress with the top of her brown bra showing slightly.
Rach: Play with your slider some more later it break off. See how you message me then.
Me: Heh oops. Was nervous waiting for you mah.
Rach: So nervous for what? First time you see me meh?
Me: Erm kind of la. First date mah.
Rach: Don’t make me blush la. Let’s go.
I hesitated before taking her hand as we walked towards the bus stop. She smiled at me as we walked along and I smiled sweetly back. We spent most of the rest of the morning walking around barrage hand in hand. At times, she would run on the vast grass patch overlooking the yet to be built Gardens by the Bay, just so that I can chase after her. I’d hug her and we’d roll on the grass after I caught her and we’ll both be laughing so happily together.
We went for lunch at the small café on level two where we ate a Nasi Lemak and a Root Beer Float each. Rachel gently dabbed the beads of sweat that were forming on my forehead due to the unforgiving hot sun that shone all over Marina Barrage. Finishing our lunch, Rachel took my 7D and started cam-whoring, making weird poses as she struggled to balance the weight of the DSLR on one hand. We walked out of the café where I took a few more
shots
of this model wannabe before we headed off to Marina Square for some shopping.
Was really tempted to continue holding her hands but decided against it as we walked under the blazing hot sun to Marina Square. For some reasons, it’s more convenient to walk than take the train O.o
We enjoyed a quick ‘tea’ in Subway before it was time for us to go home. I contemplated sending Rachel home but decided that there would be a next time.
Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
On a completely unrelated note, I am having issues with accessing the forum today. I tried using Starhub Fiber, Singtel ADSL, Singtel LTE, Starhub 3G and M1 LTE. Is it just me?
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Originally Posted by
studdyme
camping for more!
More is here
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Originally Posted by
zerotohero
Following Rachel closely! :P
Hahaha gonna tell her she has a stalker :P
Our official first day of JC was two weeks before the rest of Singapore because of our Secondary School’s affiliation to our JC. We went for boring talks and courses in that two weeks and were lucky to be in the same group all of the time.
During the fine dining course, Rachel took the opportunity to feed me despite some of our other schoolmates sitting around the table, looking at us. I was shy and tried to resist but Rachel’s persistence (and kicking me under the table) changed my mind. We mostly ignored the teasing from our fellow schoolmates as we walked towards the bus stop after the course.
Rachel and I were placed into different classes after school started even though we chose the same subject combination. As sad as we were, when we compared timetables, we realised that we end at around the same time every day and could still go out after school. Rachel and I also chose (and got in to) the same CCA so we got to spend that extra one or two afternoons a week together. I lusted after Rachel in her shortened school skirt while another part of my heart craved for her love and care more than anything else.
Having submitted the project report and poster to the SSEF people, we continued to find excuses to meet after school. Sometimes we would go to Starbucks/ Frolick/ Island Creamery to grab a snack and study or we would take a direct bus to Orchard to catch a movie or waste the afternoon away. Oddly, we were never officially in a relationship even though we obviously felt something for each other.
My favourite times spent with her were probably when we went to Starbucks. We usually picked a seat upstairs where they had comfortable large armchairs near the wall overlooking the tables downstairs. I would buy her a cup of Mocha Frappuccino while she settled down into the plush armchairs. Her legs would be open just enough when I came back for me to see her underwear that seemed to peek through from inside, as if saying hello.
Sometimes it would be white cotton, innocent the way I like it. Other times it would be lacy pink or a light shade of blue. I’ve even had the opportunity to enjoy the sight of a pair of orange background panties, scattered with colourful polka dots when she was feeling creative.
She leaves her legs just so slightly open for the duration of our homework/ study session as she leaned back on the armchair. Occasionally she would cross her legs, allowing her already short brown skirt to ride even higher up her tanned brown thighs. I would sit up straight, pretending to look at something on my laptop as I tried to peek between her crossed legs, arousing me further. I’m not sure if she does all that on purpose, enjoying the fact that I was interested. Whatever it was, it’s unlikely that I’ll forget all the beautiful sights that I’ve had the opportunity to view.
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Originally Posted by
zerotohero
Oh no, can’t be seen stalking a JC girl!
I’ll just resign to hearing about her from your stories
Hahaha I was just joking man xD you don’t seem that old though. I’d say uni or army
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Originally Posted by
zerotohero
I like to remind myself to stay young :P JC times were indeed fun!
Oh my… Haha older than I thought eh
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Originally Posted by
eeemen
Camping here to support and enjoy your story! Some greenies to thank you bro!
. Thx n cheers, ………..
Thank you bro for your kind contribution. Next chapter up now.
We were exultant when we got our SSEF gold in March. It showed that our efforts had paid off and that we had done an outstanding job. Rachel jumped up and down despite her wearing court shoes and gave me a tight hug, stepping on my feet in the process. I was so engrossed in her hug that I didn’t even feel the pain until a while after she let go.
Adding to our gaiety was when we were selected a month later to go for the Intel ISEF held in Los Angeles. We were one of the 5(?) Singapore teams to be selected to participate in this prestigious fair but what made us happier was the opportunity for us to go overseas together.
The fair was to be held from the 8-13 May and we spent the week before that to prepare for the trip. We spent most of our time after school in Rachel’s house working on perfecting our presentation for the eagle-eyed judges in Los Angeles. We were determined to bag an award and do our country proud.
Of course that was not my only determination for spending all my time in Rachel’s house. That was just my cover story. As a young 17 year old boy, I was more horny than I was noble. We sat around her house, often on her sofa, and each other stood up to practice our speech. When she sat back down, I was often standing facing her, catching as many glimpses of her panties as I could without raising suspicion. When we sat on the floor editing our script, she would sometimes sit crossed legged with her knees pointing towards the roof, giving me a mouth-watering view of whatever’s under her school skirt.
We flew economy class to Los Angeles via Narita on the then rather new A380. Rachel sat beside me, dressed in a simple blue tee and Levis jeans during the flight. Our two accompanying teachers (one from each of our Secondary Schools) sat in the row directly in front of us. We watched the same movies together for the entire afternoon until we reached Tokyo. Here is a
picture
I took in Narita International Airport
After Tokyo, we exhausted the movies we wanted to watch in the IFE and I took out my laptop so that we could watch Glee together. Since I only had one headphone jack, Rachel shared my iBeats earphones and leaned on me while watching. I could smell Rachel’s shampoo (it’s a wonder how girl’s hair can retain the smell of their shampoo even after a day of not bathing) and a hint of her sweat as she snuggled next to me. There were times where she would grab my arm or put her hands on mine.
I tried to hard maintain the expressionless look on my face, afraid that she would move away if she knew I was enjoying her next to me.
All characters and events appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.